I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved 42p3

Chapter 42 p3

When Qi Sijia received the video from Sam, she was outside with Mike. She had been so busy today that her feet hadn’t touched the ground. First, there was the public opinion in the morning.

After finally finishing her work, Mike called. A patient he had been seeing recently had had an accident in New York. Mike’s flight was at three, and he would land at six.

The child was not in a good condition at that time and had suicidal thoughts. When Mike called Qi Sijia, he was at the airport. Qi Sijia did not waste any time and went directly to pick him up.

Her medication was gone. Mike brought her some and then accompanied her to do psychotherapy.

By the time everything was over, she opened her phone.

Her senior brother inexplicably asked Qi Sijia what her relationship with Meng Jiang was, and why the famous actress Meng was so protective of her.

After watching the video, Qi Sijia’s expression was blank for a long time.

She stopped in the middle of the way to the parking lot and took out her phone.

She made a call.

“Where are you?”

Meng Jiang said, “At home.”

Qi Sijia laughed. “You can’t have gotten home that fast.”

Neither of them said anything. It was Meng Jiang who broke the silence first. She said, “Teacher Qi, are you still busy?”

Qi Sijia suddenly realized that the word “busy” was a little hot.

But in fact, she was very busy. Qi Sijia said, “Busy.”

“Then you can be busy. I’m hanging up.”

“What’s the hurry?” Qi Sijia laughed. “You’re not letting me talk.”

Meng Jiang said without giving any face, “You said you were busy. What else do you have to say to me? If you want to say it, say it. After you’re done, you can hang up.”

These words were a little harsh, going around in circles, very unlike Meng Jiang.

Qi Sijia didn’t say anything. After Meng Jiang had said her harsh words, she didn’t see her hang up the phone.

The long breathing on the phone line, and you could even vaguely hear the sound of rain dripping.

The two of them just held their phones and quietly listened to each other’s breathing for a while.

For some reason, Qi Sijia’s restless running around these past few days seemed to have settled down in their quiet silence.

There was some emotion in it. Qi Sijia asked, “Do you have a place to stay?”

“What?”

“My small apartment in Chicago, the address is in the garden villa on Zhongdao Street. The password is 82623. You can stay there.”

Meng Jiang paused for a moment and then realized, “You’re not at home?”

Qi Sijia said, “I’m in New York.”

Meng Jiang paused. The surprises that had accumulated today finally exploded in her mind like fireworks, with a bloody taste.

There was no smile on her face. Even though seven or eight decent answers were circling in her mind, in the end, all reason, restraint, and thoughtfulness were gone.

She couldn’t help but say the truth. “Teacher Qi, it takes twelve hours and eight minutes to drive from New York to Chicago. I have a bombing scene in the crew tomorrow morning, a meeting with the director’s team to change the script in the afternoon, and a night scene at night. There are many, many things to deal with, and I only have an average of three hours of sleep every day.”

“You’re so busy, yet you’re traveling between two places.”

“If I didn’t come, how would I know who you are?” Meng Jiang said directly. “Three months. I’ve been following the rules these past few days and haven’t disturbed you. I haven’t dared to ask anything about your privacy. I just sent a ‘good night,’ but I don’t know what happened. You haven’t replied to me in a month.”

“If I didn’t come, we would have broken up, right?”

When Meng Jiang asked this question, Qi Sijia was behind Mike, stopped in the middle of the parking lot.

Mike asked Qi Sijia what was wrong.

Qi Sijia was a little far away. She walked a few steps and said she was on the phone.

Mike had hypnotized that seventeen-year-old girl tonight. The method was so painful that just watching it was unbearable. Qi Sijia thought that if she developed to such a serious degree, it would be better not to treat it.

Recently, her mood had been in this kind of depression. In fact, the diagnosis Mike had given Qi Sijia was that she was controlling her condition very well now. Even if she was internally resistant and refused deep hypnosis, she could still walk into the sunlight normally with the help of that set of medication and regular psychological check-ups.

But Qi Sijia didn’t want the light to shine on her for the time being. She thought that she would first cure herself in this state. As for what to do after she was cured, she hadn’t figured it out either. These days, she had been busy with work, and occasionally she would have psychological consultations with Mike, just for treatment, for a normal life. She hadn’t thought about anything else.

The deep hypnosis of that patient just now, which had lasted for five hours, had made Mike even more tired than Qi Sijia. It was agreed that Qi Sijia would drive, but when they reached the parking space, Mike took the initiative to take the keys into his own hands.

Qi Sijia was bathed in a cold and clear light, standing under a streetlight.

Her expression was clearly stunned.

Mike called her several times.

Only then did Qi Sijia follow. She held the phone to her left ear.

She opened the car door and gave Mike an apologetic smile.

After getting into the car, her eyebrows were relaxed, and her posture was not as rigid as in the studio. She leaned back in her seat.

She put on her headphones. The questioning from Meng Jiang on the other end of the line went straight into her eardrums. Qi Sijia could even hear Meng Jiang’s sigh, a “what am I” without any embellishments.

The lights outside the car window were intertwined. A helpless sentence fell into her ear. It was as if even if Qi Sijia did nothing, the other person’s sky would turn gray.

Meng Jiang’s emotions were more vivid and three-dimensional than the countless patients’ expressions in the treatment room these past few days, causing the light and shadow to sink into Qi Sijia’s eyes, stained with the joy, anger, and greed of the city lights.

“Are there stars where you are?” Qi Sijia asked.

“It’s a rainy day. I can’t find you here,” Meng Jiang took a deep breath. “Teacher Meng’s sky is dim tonight.”

In this calm and cool night, the stars and moon of the New York streets were hanging in the sky. Qi Sijia looked up at the bright night sky above her.

Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion was blocked in her heart. Because she had ignored her, her sky had turned gray.

Qi Sijia didn’t know what to reply.

Her throat was a little dry. She lowered her voice and said very steadily, “Don’t be sad. The stars and moon are all yours. You should have greeted me in advance before you came.”

“Do you have time to reply to me when I talk to you recently?”

Meng Jiang’s voice inexplicably choked, and a grievance that was not at all suitable for her welled up.

Qi Sijia had originally thought that she couldn’t answer this, but the next second, she couldn’t stand this weak Teacher Meng.

Without thinking, she replied directly after Meng Jiang’s last sentence, “I’ll reply when I see it.”

“What if you don’t see it?” Meng Jiang said.

Qi Sijia said helplessly, “I’ll keep my phone with me in the future.”

Since she had broken up with Qi Sijia, Meng Jiang had never been coaxed like this before.

Surprised that Qi Sijia would answer like this, it was as if their relationship had not gone through a cold winter, and had even entered a more intimate infiltration.

But this time it was too serious, so serious that she was about to think that no matter what, she couldn’t trick Qi Sijia into her hands.

Since their encounter, Qi Sijia had not told her anything. Before tonight, Meng Jiang didn’t even know what Qi Sijia was doing. Under these circumstances, Qi Sijia was like a passerby in her life, who could be cold to her at will and withdraw at any time.

For a month of being cold, something must have happened. Meng Jiang was not angry that Qi Sijia was ignoring her, but she was angry that she knew nothing about Qi Sijia.

“You can’t just avoid the important and talk about the trivial. Teacher Qi, you’ve got me hooked, you know? Only when you move, do I dare to move. If you want to stop, I can’t even find you.”

Qi Sijia hummed in agreement. “It won’t happen again next time.”

Meng Jiang did not answer, nor did she reply.

Qi Sijia asked tentatively, “Then how can you stop being angry? Teach me.”

She asked very seriously.

The bit of emotion in Meng Jiang’s heart was instantly flattened by this sincere and peaceful tone. She couldn’t help but soften her tone and reply, “You can explain to me, or tell me not to be angry, and come to see me next time to apologize.”

Qi Sijia was silent for a moment and laughed. “Teacher Meng’s words are too general. I don’t know how to organize my words.”

“Then I’ll say it, and you can repeat after me,” Meng Jiang’s last syllable was raised.

Without waiting for Qi Sijia to agree, Meng Jiang began to speak, deliberately making her words cloying. “Sister, don’t be angry. I won’t do it again next time.”

There was still Mike in the car. Qi Sijia couldn’t possibly say “sister.”

“There are other people here,” Qi Sijia changed her tone, reining in her address, and said calmly, “Don’t be angry, okay?”

Meng Jiang neither said okay nor not okay. She said, “It’s so late, and you’re still outside.”

“There was an urgent matter. With a doctor,” Qi Sijia said. “A man.”

Qi Sijia had made the gender of the person next to her clear. How could Meng Jiang not know that this was an explanation?

At this point, Meng Jiang didn’t ask what Qi Sijia was doing. She couldn’t really make Qi Sijia flirt with her in front of an outsider, taking advantage of being cold all these days.

They were not a real couple at the moment. Logically speaking, they had no standing to explain.

Now that Qi Sijia was giving in everywhere, her attitude was already very clear.

Meng Jiang couldn’t learn that kind of taking an inch and wanting a mile, not knowing her limits and being arrogant.

She hummed in agreement, suppressing the upward curve of her lips. Not wanting to end the call so quickly, Meng Jiang made small talk and asked softly, “You said you had something to say just now. Is there more?”

“Yes.”

After receiving the call, Qi Sijia had already smiled several times, with dense smile lines in her eyes.

Mike frequently glanced at her through the rearview mirror. Their gazes met in the mirror. Ignoring the doctor’s teasing gaze, Qi Sijia said to Meng Jiang in a gentle voice, “Drive safely.”

“Okay.”

“Let me know when you arrive.”

“Okay.”

This back-and-forth, with questions and answers, seemed to have returned to their previous relationship, and there was even a subtle and active concern.

Just as Meng Jiang felt that this phone call had been unexpectedly harmonious and was about to end, Qi Sijia suddenly called out to her, “Teacher Meng.”

“Mmm?”

“Is work very difficult for you?”

She asked such an irrelevant question. Not reacting, Meng Jiang subconsciously replied, “It’s okay.”

“The screenwriter of your crew came to me for help. What do you think, Teacher Meng?”

Meng Jiang was stunned. “What?”

“You said just now that I had you hooked. I have to let you down,” Qi Sijia’s voice was slow and alluring. “My work should be a little easier next week. Do you want me to go?”

“If I want you, will you definitely come?”

Qi Sijia’s voice was steady. “If you want me, I will come.”

Her palm was full of hot sweat, and her ears felt like they were burning.

Qi Sijia was coaxing her, and the image was there. She had only been like this before when she was in bed, using her hands, with a coaxing tone.

Meng Jiang covered her face and couldn’t help but clear her throat. “Mmm, I want you.”

These words came through the phone line and into her ears. Qi Sijia saw Mike looking at her with his eyes.

She calmly took a sip of cold water. “Then, we’ll talk when we meet. Good night.”

The phone was hung up. Meng Jiang maintained her posture in a daze for a moment. Her slender, straight spine was pressed against the car seat, and then she slowly sat up straight. The hand covering her face was released. Chen Cheng saw the corner of her lips curve upwards, unable to be suppressed.

She couldn’t help but click her tongue.

“You want it?” Chen Cheng mimicked Meng Jiang’s tone and said, “Who do you want it from?”

Meng Jiang reined in her expression and glanced at her. “Who do you want to hear?”

“Of course, I’ll listen to whoever you say,” Chen Cheng said with a thick skin, as if she wouldn’t stop until she had teased her enough.

Meng Jiang raised an eyebrow.

They were both smart people. One dared to ask, and the other dared to answer.

“You’re asking the obvious,” Meng Jiang replied in a good mood.

“You guys, did you reconcile?”

“Do I have to explain it to you?” Meng Jiang gave her a look.

Her lips were still smiling, and there was no sign of anger even after being teased like this. She was in a very good mood tonight.